I miss my granny Vega. I miss her laughter and the way she handled a room full of children with just a word or two to settle us down, not out of fear but out of love for her. I love that her boys respected her and still depended on her for the best home cooking even if it meant eating twice after enduring their wives cooking for a night.
I loved walking to the store for her and purchases chickens, potato chips, peanuts and bottled Coca-Cola for a rare treat. The chicken was plentiful and fried to perfection, the potato chips were around to prove that despite our Mexican heritage we still were very American with our Lays Potato chips on the table at every meal. The bottled Coke was kept crispy cold and when the dishes were clean and there were not to many people around the eldest granddaughters gathered around our abuela and enjoyed a bottle of Coke and a handful of peanuts carefully funneled in so that the salty peanuts submerged and changed a plain ol’ cola into a wonderful salty sweet treat with the added bonus of eating the peanuts at the end.
Love you Granny, hug me from heaven please.
Pamela
Live and Learn says
April 8, 2015 atWhat a nice tribute to your grandmother. As soon as you said Coke and peanuts, I wondered if the peanuts were going into the Coke. I haven’t heard of anyone doing that in years.
Lisa Landry says
April 9, 2015 atGrannies are so awesome and they will always be with us. She is smiling up on you!
Pam List says
April 9, 2015 atThank you Lisa!